A Poem A DayGoing down the trumpet vines
Swirling, music whirling in
My ears like a butterfly flying
Through soft melodies, soaring
In the skies from violins, sweet
As a kitten playing with its
String and a playful dog
Jumping happily away.
by Isabelle, 3rd grade
(photo by prentensious! via flickr)
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Comments
wow.
Someone needs to give that kid a Fulbright.
That’s exquisite!